"Ah!" Luo Qingli sighed as if she owed Mu Si another favor. "Right, I haven't given him the handkerchief yet!"
Muttering to herself, Luo Qingli wondered if she would be even more annoyed if she knew Mu Si had been following her all along.
"Fox, are you awake or are you sleep talking?" Ling Weiwei raised her head full of orange-red curly hair. She wore a black low-cut tank top paired with a denim jacket and a pair of black studded shorts.
Her feet were wrapped in a pair of high-heeled shoes with laces and her face had a delicate makeup that made her look sexy yet slightly wild.
"Weiwei, where are you going dressed like this? I wouldn't be surprised if someone didn't know you better and assumed you were into rock and roll!" Luo Qingli looked Ling Weiwei up and down, she indeed looked great.